The next morning, as soon as Chu Qing had breakfast, he was invited to the front hall. Hong Liang and Song Tingshan had been waiting in the front hall for a long time. Zhang Mingyu and the others were also there.

"Ms. Yuan, thank you for saving me yesterday!" As soon as he saw Chu Qing, Hong Liang immediately stood up, clasped his fists with his hands, and bowed. A general is a general, even though his legs were injured, he still stood up straight.

Chu Qing hurriedly stepped aside and bowed in return: "Your Majesty, you are serious." Hiss, it hurts. The human body is like this. You think the wound is on the shoulder and back, and it won't affect other places. No, even if you lift it

You can feel the pain in your back even when you walk. I even used chopsticks to eat just now, but I could bear it.

The two ladies were also there. Mrs. Hong also stood up and saluted Chu Qing solemnly: "If Madam Yuan hadn't rescued us, yesterday we..." Thinking of yesterday's scene, Mrs. Hong trembled.

"What are you going to do today?" After a few words of greeting, Qingqing guided the topic. End your polite words as soon as possible, otherwise you really don't know how to deal with this kind of situation.

Everyone gathered here, probably for a meeting. Because Chu Qing was with people from the Secret Investigation Department, he was naturally called here. But Chu Qing was a woman, so he asked the two ladies to accompany him.

Song Zhizhou told how he learned that Mr. Hong was under house arrest and how he got the news about the iron mines in the border mountains. Brother Zhuizi also found out from the Secret Detective Department that Deputy Commander Cao Wang had been an undercover agent in the country twenty years ago.

The matter was also reported. Chu Qing also learned the cause and effect of this mission.

Mingyu only briefly introduced Chu Qing's non-staff status and didn't say much. Instead, Brother Zhuizi glanced at Chu Qing from left to right. This woman has no martial arts, doesn't understand the rules, and even the male and female guards don't mind, but after contact,

It cannot be ignored.

Hong Liang is deep in thought. Cao Wang, who has been lurking beside him for twenty years, is quite capable. Hong Liang wants to determine how many of the generals in the army that Cao Wang has come into contact with have rebelled. It is imperative to purge the army. The army must be purged as soon as possible.

, report to the Holy Emperor in time. There is also the request of Song Zhizhou, which requires a team of soldiers suitable for jungle survival and fighting to protect the prospecting team. These people must be strictly scrutinized, and Cao Wang's people must not be allowed to sneak in.

"General Ma Shen hasn't left yet, I'll ask him to send 50 people to you first." Hong Liang said, this will be safer.

Zhang Mingyu saw that nothing happened to him, so he stood up and left. He was anxious to go back and resurrect with Bai Hua. Chu Qing and Brother Zhuizi were both injured, so they had to stay with their generals for the time being and made an appointment with Zhang Mingyu to pick them up in three days. Chu Qing was thinking about their little one.

Bao was worried about her so much that she felt that Xiaobao would also be worried about her. She asked Zhang Mingyu to wait for her while she wrote a note to Xiaobao.

The two ladies also accompanied Chu Qing to leave. When they arrived at the study, Mrs. Song personally prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Chu Qing was embarrassed because her calligraphy was not very good and tended to be uneven in size. When she looked up, she saw rows of rows outside the window.

Half-dead bamboo.

Bamboo is not easy to grow in the north. Even if it survives, it cannot grow or grow big. So the row of bamboos are very slender and are perfect for writing pens.

Zhang Mingyu was very discerning. When he saw Chu Qing having trouble with the brush and his eyes shining brightly at the bamboo, he asked Mrs. Song for instructions, and then went out to cut a piece of bamboo for Chu Qing. Chu Qing used Zhang Mingyu's dagger to cut the bamboo.

While explaining: "I don't have much chance to be literate, but whenever I know a character, I draw it on the ground with a branch. So I can't use a writing brush, but this hard one can write more neatly."

Mrs. Song looked fresh. Chu Qing made a pen, put it on the ground to sharpen the tip, dipped it in ink and started to leave a message to Xiaobao:

"Xiaobao, I haven't finished my work. It will take three days. Don't worry. I will bring you a gift when I come back." I didn't write down the signature because I didn't know how to call myself. To the outside world, we are mother-in-law, but Xiaobao can't speak.

, I never called her Mother Chu Qing.

After Zhang Mingyu left, there were only three women left in the study. Mrs. Song couldn't suppress her curiosity: "Sister, sister, your handwriting is so good!" Mrs. Hong also joined in the fun: "Yes, you are the best at writing this."

It seems easier to use." They took turns trying it out. They also used the technique of holding a brush. Chu Qing taught him step by step, stretching the wound on his back until it hurt.

Mrs. Song quickly adapted to this kind of hard pen and felt that using this kind of pen to copy scriptures would be more neat. She wanted Chu Qing to make a few more pens. But she saw Chu Qing's expression of pain before she could take it back.

"But it's a wound?" Mrs. Song asked with concern, and Mrs. Hong called for a doctor. Song Tingshan and Hong Liang happened to come over. When they heard that they were looking for a doctor, they immediately looked at Chu Qing. Chu Qing hurriedly explained that it was okay.

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There was no need to find a doctor, but the two couples became curious about this bamboo pen. They took turns to test it, and asked Chu Qing why a slit was cut into the tip of the pen. Chu Qing didn't know how to explain the "capillary phenomenon" to them.

I can only say that this gap can absorb some ink, so that the ink can be even when writing. The result is that the loud sound harms many bamboos outside the window.

Chu Qing orally taught him what shape to sharpen the pen tip into and how long to make the crack. Hong Liang asked if he could use wood or iron bars instead. The few of them had a great time playing. Chu Qing felt like he was leading a kindergarten child. No.

I know what Xiaobao is doing, but Xiaobao doesn't look like a child.

Wushu Village.

Xiaobao received Chu Qing's message. He flattened the note with his little hand and read it over and over again. Zhang Erni thought that the child was illiterate, so she comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiaobao, let your uncle read it to you." Zhang Mingyu was following.

Bai Hua came to deliver the letter to Xiaobao after reporting her work, and then she said: "Sister-in-law Yuan said that Xiaobao knows these words." Xiaobao nodded, pointed to the word "gift" on it with his little finger, and looked at it.

Zhang Mingyu.

Zhang Mingyu laughed: "I don't know what the gift is, won't you know when your mother comes back?" Xiaobao shook his head, pointed at the word "gift" and waved his hand. Then he moved his finger to the word "come back". This

...Zhang Erni asked tentatively: "You mean, as long as mother comes back, it will be fine, no gifts?" Xiaobao nodded.

Zhang Erni's eyes were wet, what a child! She picked up Xiaobao and kissed him again and again on the face. This child is so painful. "Bao'er, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you!"

Xiaobao couldn't stand the kissing and hugging behavior of adults, so he could only accept Chu Qing's hug. Xiaobao patted Zhang Erni and motioned for her to put him down. Xiaobao came to the kitchen, and Zhang Erni and Zhang Mingyu followed. Xiaobao

She scooped flour from the flour bag and went to the basket to get two eggs. Zhang Erni thought Xiaobao wanted to eat egg noodles, so she said, "Xiaobao, this little flour is not enough to eat noodles."

Xiaobao shook his head. He knocked two eggs into a bowl, put on chopsticks and handed them to Zhang Mingyu. Zhang Mingyu understood, stir the eggs. When the eggs were stirred, pour them together with the flour. He took a gourd ladle and filled half a ladle of water.

Zhang Erni gave it to Zhang Erni. Zhang Erni didn't know why, so Xiaobao pointed at the flour. Zhang Erni poured water into the egg flour, and Xiaobao stirred it with chopsticks. When it was as thick as yogurt, he pushed the gourd away to prevent the water from pouring.

. They are all imitating Chu Qing’s methods, and there is nothing wrong with them.

Xiaobao chopped green onions again. This action frightened the two adults. How scary it was for the older child to use the kitchen knife! But Xiaobao refused their help and chopped the green onions by himself. He cut slowly.

But it was stable. Both adults were fascinated by it. Chopped green onions and salt were mixed into the paste, and some peppercorns were sprinkled on it.

Xiaobao directed the two siblings to light the fire, grease the bottom of the pot, pour some batter on the bottom of the pot, smooth it with a shovel, and then turn it over. In fact, egg pancakes are not difficult to make. But this is never done in the village because it consumes oil.

The pancake needs to be dipped in oil on both sides. But it does not require flour and eggs. It is still full and uses much less flour and eggs. This saves much time, trouble and materials compared to fried pancakes.

That's how the three of them settled dinner. In the past few days, Zhang Erni had been cooking lunch for Chu Qing for the school. At night, she hugged Xiaobao and slept in the utility room. Chu Qing had agreed with Zhang Erni before leaving for the mission, and

The wages were paid in advance. Chu Qing's monthly wages were 120 Wen, not counting rice, and Zhang Erni was hired at 10 Wen per day. Zhang Erni took the money home, and her uncles and grandmothers at home had nothing to say.

Zhang Mingyu couldn't tell them about the mission of the Secret Investigation Department. He only said that the gang of bandits had unexplained matters. The Yamen wanted to ask Chu Qingzhi if he knew about it. But Xiaobao knew who Zhang Mingyu was, so after listening to Zhang Mingyu's words, he
Chapter completed!